Did you know that it takes a worker bee her entire life to make just one teaspoon of honey for her queen? When we take away bees’ honey, we reduce their ability to survive. We take away their reason for being. And we use them as some kind of manufacturing plant.
We humans have a lot of evolving to do to become compassionate creatures. I sure do.
Here’s a bee that let me take its photo while it was drinking. The difference between these two photos is the tongue. My God, days aren’t long enough for me to discover all this.
Speaking of compassion:
“We not only become numb to the significance of increasing numbers, but our compassion can actually fade or collapse overall as numbers increase.”
What Makes People Stop Caring?
I’m on a new computer and have been unable to comment. These are lovely images of a tragic subject: “We take away their reason for being.”
This is similar, but more about eating animals: “But for the sake of some little mouthful of flesh we deprive a soul of the sun and light, and of that proportion of life and time it had been born into the world to enjoy.” Plutarch
But plants and fungi and all manner of things have reasons for being. It’s why I don’t even like to kill so-called “weeds” and such.
What’s a weed? There’s no such plant. It doesn’t exist. It only exists in a person’s mind, as an unwanted thing.